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Well, a lot of are based on fact. I have actually used my own life's experiences and woven them into the fabric of my stories. I have no doubts, that what I am going to expose about my life and myself will surprise some and may even alienate others who might have been my fans. Although I'm sure some of you will have read between the lines and currently pertained to that conclusion. I make absolutely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date. It was my choice and my option alone. Like many people there are some parts I are sorry for and would alter if I could, there are other parts I would do the same again, overall I enjoy with my lot and have made a excellent living from my selected profession.
I will mention the words woman of the street and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It should sort the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to check out any even more might leave the room now.
For those of you who are still interested well ... Hookers or woman of the streets come from lots of various backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug routine ... others because they have a need for money, and the list goes on and on. Some are really well informed and come from more upscale homes ... all I'm stating is there is no one mould that makes a woman of the street ... it is said to be the worlds earliest occupation.
I was a full-bodied very naïve teen, full of raging hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who just desired to go out and have enjoyable and live wild, sex and fun were the primary criteria. Being sensible and rational wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a pal like Linda didn't assist, however rather motivated me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Daddy a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting far nations. Mom was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and acted with some widely known actors ... I must say she was very good at it. One sister Sara, looked very alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blonde hair and eyes of blue ( like the song) but that was as far as it went. She was the practical academic one, always knew what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a legal representative ... took after dad ( academic that is) ... she is five years older.
Me well I think I took after mother. I liked males and I liked sex, so did mother, some of her leading men shared her bed when papa was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state father wasn't doing the very same thing ... you know sailors and their credibility, plus he was excellent looking. I was really familiar with sailors and ships when visiting daddy's ships or taking brief sea voyages ... could compose a entire chapter on that alone. So here was a young most prepared charged up female teen-ager all set, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who simply occurs to be trying to find girls who are most prepared, charged up and prepared to go ... what a potent recipe. Most of the chronicles are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some leftover leaflets from my escort days and images of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They revive a great deal of memories. Mind with the money he made from prostitution and other nefarious participations he might manage it. That and the brand new Mercedes he constantly drove. At the time I was too young and too naïve to understand all that at the time. I was establishing really well and I knew it. I liked the idea that I could utilize and manipulate guys with the swing of my hips and the size of my breasts. My friend Linda and I would intentionally wear the fastest of skirts and briefest of tops, walk around the malls and sidewalks understanding that the men, old and young hand their eyes strongly fixed on our ass's.
Some of our more practical good friends told us that we were trying to find trouble and heading for a failure ... however what did they understand, they, after all, were jealous of our properties and at that age, I knew it all and might look after my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of girl that Peter Chang was looking for, the raw product that he might manipulate and mould and might utilize in his company ... the prostitution service. He was a talented, soft-spoken, extremely convincing and well-educated man. He made business noise amazing and so simple , even discussing the moral concerns of prostitution gradually persuading me it was the ideal thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's home in addition to my friend Linda, both of them trying to persuade and encourage me to put those assets to good use. Linda had been a woman of the street in Peter's employ for simply on a year now. You might say she was following in her sister's footsteps, who had actually been a hooker for a minimum of five years. I was both excited and frightened at the exact same time ... they made it sound so easy, so easy. Well yes, it was, although I did get the most generous amounts of pocket cash from my moms and dads.
You could be completely independent of them Lisa ... your own money. And anyway Lisa it's only for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't offer you her area any longer, as quickly as she returns you'll need to go ... however if I can find you some alternative area I'll do my best for you Peter was using the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you desire it more. Again I was too young and too naïve to realize this is what he was doing to me today, as I got older I ended up being much better to the techniques of the trade ... specifically pimps. What Peter was using was a piece of pavement at a loss light district where I might ply for trade. All I had to do was stand there, strut, posture provocatively and wait to be approached by the guy or men plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (Kerb crawling) or walk up to me on foot. If they were looking for a excellent time and see what the answer was, I would ask. After that it was simply a matter of seeing where it lead. If they said yes and asked just how much? I would tell them and I was not to work out any of the prices. I think it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to persuade me to do. Oh, It would not be the very first time I 'd done it for cash or presents, I 'd done it quite a few times with Linda, mostly older guys, however this would be my first full-time effort and in full view of the public. The stigma of woman of the street didn't fret me. At the time I saw this as a big game, just a bit of enjoyable. I really wasn't seeing the larger photo and the repercussions. Linda guaranteed me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for simply a year and had really couple of issues to date and look at Sally, her sibling, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so want to say yes, however nerves were making me reluctant. We've all had those moments. Do I?' Should I? Oh I a lot wish to however.
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